This Game Is Too Realistic

That night.

To the west of the second ring, artillery fire and gunshots continued. Under the cover of air strikes and artillery fire, the mercenaries were fighting against the swarming alien species.

On the contrary, the north side, which was noisy all night yesterday, is quiet tonight.

With a straight-line distance of more than ten kilometers, steel forests are everywhere, and the gunfire must be inaudible, but the explosion can always be faintly heard.

However, Zhao Yongxu didn't find it strange at all.

A group of country bumpkins fighting with fire sticks, it would be amazing to be able to deal with the tide.

The battle last night must have exhausted all their strength. Even if they were not submerged in the raging waves, they probably escaped with their tails between their legs.

Looking at the silent night sky in the north, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

These idiots.

If you don't have that ability and don't know how to hide away, isn't this asking for trouble?

As we all know, the wave will move towards a direction with dense population and fewer slime mold variants. Whether it is population growth or large-scale elimination of slime mold variants, things like hatred points will be accumulated.

Of course, it's normal for those country bumpkins not to know.

Half of the Getting Rich book of The Voice of Boulder can be stuffed in their heads. They may not know a few words, but how many things can they know?

In his opinion, there is no essential difference between those people and the beggars at the gate of Jushi City, and they can even be said to be the same kind.

Withdrawing his gaze from the north, Zhao Yongxu, who was standing by the window of the building, continued to look to the east.

As an officer of the militia, the frontline commander personally appointed by the city lord, to handle the wave that threatens the prosperity and stability of Boulder City beautifully is what he should really care about right now.

not far away.

Two arcs of light streaked across the night sky.

As the four black spots fell one after another, the scorching flames engulfed the entire street, drying every grain of soil on the ground.

A vacuum was cleared near the entrance to the underground complex, and the mercenaries began to push forward.

In the area from the West Third Ring Road to the West Second Ring Road, two newborn nests on the surface were destroyed by air strikes a few days ago, but there are still three nests hidden in the underground commercial complex.

The mutations in the hatching room are random and cannot be predicted at all. Even after a carpet search, it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net.

Especially when the mutation happens underground.

The underground space and rail traffic connected in series under the tall buildings are intertwined, densely packed like spider webs—or tangled balls of wool.

It is said that in the distant era of prosperity, only quantum computers can help people find the fastest way home.

It's a pity that Boulder City doesn't have a quantum computer that can ask for directions, nor does it have a strategic weapon that can penetrate tens of meters—or even a hundred meters deep underground.

But it doesn't matter.

They have enough cannon fodder and adequate logistics.

With the support of indirect and direct firepower, even the occasional two powerful evolutionary bodies cannot be their opponents.

Optimistically, a nest hidden in the ground can be solved tonight.

If you are not optimistic, you can wait another two days at most.

Zhao Yongxu quietly waited for the good news to come from the front line, but at this time, the voice of the pilot came from the communication channel.

The airstrike is over, the target has been cleared...it is returning.

Good job, go back and rest, there is no work for you tonight.

As soon as he said this sentence, Zhao Yongxu's heart suddenly moved, and then he added a sentence later.

By the way, take a detour to the north when you come back.

I want to know the situation on the North Fourth Ring Road.

He doesn't need to worry about what the northern suburbs will become.

The reason for saying this is purely to satisfy his personal curiosity.

The pilot who carried out the mission didn't care so much, and replied succinctly.

receive.

Two arcs of light drew an arc in the air, making a long detour to the north.

Zhao Yongxu waited for a while.

Not long after, the voice of a report came from the communication channel.

It has arrived over the North Fourth Ring Road, and no abnormalities have been found.

It's a firefight.

Didn't see...it's pitch black here.

It seems that not only the artillery fire has stopped, but even the gunfire has completely stopped.

Zhao Yongxu chuckled in his heart, sure enough, but at this moment, the voice that had paused for a moment sounded again.

Not only the North Fourth Ring Road, but the Changling Elevated Road is very quiet, no open flames have been found... But in the area from the north to the Fifth Ring Road, sporadic lights can be seen.

Zhao Yongxu was stunned.

Sporadic lights?

The survivors there didn't leave?

Could it be that they have already solved the wave... But how is it possible!

With weirdness written all over his face, Zhao Yongxu immediately continued to ask.

Where's the clock tower on 65th Street? What's going on there?

There was silence in the communication channel for a while.

Soon there was a sound of confirmation.

We are now in the sky above 65th Street, and a large number of plaques were found on the wall of the clock tower, which was confirmed to be the remains of the brood...

There should have been a battle here before. The battle was quite tragic. There were corpses everywhere on the ground...but they won.

The whole cigarette that was held between his fingers fell to the ground.

Zhao Yongxu's eyes widened, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

The wreckage of the brood? Are you sure you read it right?!

The pilot replied in the affirmative.

...I can be sure!

The cruise mission is over, and the plane starts to return.

Staring blankly at the sky in the north outside the window, Zhao Yongxu was silent for a long time without saying a word.

He couldn't figure it out.

Without the support of aerial firepower, how did those people kill the alien species that came flooding in with only earthen shells and iron-pipe rifles.

After a long, long silence, he squeezed out half a sentence full of incomprehensible murmurs from the cracks in his lips.

……How can this be!

...

Damn it, that explosion last night was like thunder... Does any of you know what's going on there?

You mean the south? I heard that too!

It's the wave. Those blue coats have been dealing with that thing for the past two weeks. I heard that the battle on the front line is very lively.

Tide? I've been to Qingquan City so many times, but this is the first time I've heard that the tide will go north.

Maybe this year is different from previous years? After all, it wasn't so lively last year.

It's strange, how can Langchao know where there are too many people?

I don't know you at first glance. My uncle who was a soldier in the Boulder City militia told me that every nibbler you kill outside will come back to you in the form of waves in the spring of the next year.

Stop talking nonsense, it's really as mysterious as what you said, the survivors in Qingquan City have died long ago!

Changjiu Farm North Gate Street, the road hotel next to the trading station, the first floor of the shop is full of noise.

Every time it gets dark, it becomes a tavern for mercenaries, merchants and caravan guards.

Some people ate meat and drank alcohol, some punched and played cards, and some talked with strangers next to them about what they had learned or heard on the road, just to earn a glass of beer.

As we all know, where there is wine, there are stories—although many of the stories are freshly made up, occasionally a sentence or two of information that sounds a little valuable is added to the rumors full of nonsense.

So regardless of whether they are alive or not, mercenaries and merchants like to come here to sit and kill time.

My people and I need to stay another night.

Sun Shiqi, who walked to the edge of the bar, woke up Old Hook who was dozing off behind him.

It's lucky that he can sleep in such a noisy place.

Opening his cloudy eyes, Old Hook raised his eyelids to look at the young man standing in front of the bar, and yawned.

No problem...why do you suddenly plan to stay for an extra day? I remember you were in a hurry to go back and make a fortune?

The order has been delayed, it's really bad luck... Sun Shiqi muttered, and sat in front of the bar, Give me another glass of beer, or the kind with water.

Not only did his orders stop, but all the export arms orders of the entire Changjiu Farm were postponed for one day, saying that the stocks in the industrial zone were all sent to the front line.

The little girl named Shuanghe came to the hotel to apologize to herself, and said that the trading station was willing to compensate him 10 silver coins for the accommodation fee.

Although Sun Shiqi wants to complain, the cost of staying here for an extra day is not just 10 silver coins. He pays for the salaries, board and lodging of the mercenaries himself, but the girl's apology is quite sincere. , he didn't embarrass her anymore.

Besides, it's useless even if it's embarrassing, it's impossible.

The front line is fighting, and it is impossible to drag the bullets sent to the ammunition depot.

When encountering an unreasonable survivor settlement, it is not impossible to delay the goods until next year, and it is not too much to postpone it for a day or two.

It is impossible to do business in the wasteland without taking some risks.

We're not Boulder City here, and we don't sell fakes mixed with water.

When selling things, he still didn’t forget to put a label on his neighbors. Old Hook walked tremblingly to the side of the wooden barrel, turned on the silver faucet, took a cup from a wooden cup as thick as a thigh, and returned to the bar. Slapped it on the table.

5 silver coins.

Charge it to my account.

Taking the wine glass made of wood, Sun Shiqi glanced inside.

Good guy, he doesn't know if the beer has been mixed with water, but the foam alone has already filled half a glass.

He has now discovered that what the hotel earns is not the room fee at all, but the consumption of the guests in the hotel.

According to this selling method, a barrel of beer can be exchanged for a cow.

It was so dark!

How is the frontline battle on the Northern Ring Road?

Old Hook replied casually.

It has ended.

It's over? Sun Shiqi showed a surprised expression on his face, suspecting that his ears had misheard, You mean waves?

Old Hook: Otherwise what else could it be?

Restraining the surprised expression on his face, Sun Shiqi said with a smile.

I just didn't expect it to be so soon.

The usual wave would have to wait until late March to end.

And that's not even the end of February.

Without further inquiring about Langchao, Sun Shiqi habitually approached the wine glass and sniffed, smelling the fragrance of wheat germ.

You brewed it yourself?

Old Hook replied casually.

The malt and hops of Brown Farm, combined with the special fermentation process of Vault 404, I promise, this is a brew that you will never drink in the tavern in Boulder City.

This line is also proficient.

So much so that Sun Shiqi always felt that this guy seemed to memorize it.

However, this is not the focus of his concern.

Sun Shiqi pointed to the wine barrel behind him and asked curiously.

How much does this barrel of beer cost?

Old Hook's eyes lit up, and a happy smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

Are you interested? Sell it to you for 500 silver coins.

500? !

This wooden barrel is only 50 liters at most, and it might only be about 40 liters. Whether it can fill a hundred wine glasses is a question mark.

Only fools buy it!

Sun Shiqi rolled his eyes, took a sip of beer, and didn't answer Old Hook's words.

He recently made a small fortune.

But he is not stupid.

The smooth taste made him feel good. Just when he was about to inquire about some business information, the wooden door of the hotel suddenly opened, and a dusty figure walked in.

Old Hook looked at the man and asked skillfully.

Eat or stay?

No, I'm here to find someone...

Noticing Sun Shiqi standing by the bar, Zhou Nan's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over to him, Hey, friend, I'm looking for you!

Sun Shiqi recognized him and remembered that he lived in the hotel opposite. When I first came to Changjiu Farm, this person invited him to go to Boulder City together.

Give him a glass of beer... and two skewers of char-grilled lizard meat, and put it on my account.

Okay. Hook turned and walked towards the back kitchen.

Sitting on the bar stool next to Sun Shiqi, the merchant from the south said happily with a smile.

Thanks!

You're welcome, Sun Shiqi looked at him and asked, What can I do for you?

It's fine, of course I won't bother you. With a smile on his face, Zhou Nan continued, It's like this, we plan to leave for Boulder City at noon tomorrow, what did you think about the matter I asked you yesterday?

Sun Shiqi made a helpless expression.

My order is delayed, and I don't know if it will be delivered tomorrow. You go, I'm afraid I have to stay here for a day or two.

Zhou Nan said regretfully, That's really a pity.

Sun Shiqi looked at him and asked curiously, Have you gathered enough people?

Zhou Nan said with a smile: No, but I heard that the battle near the North Fourth Ring Road is over. Those blue coats have eliminated the brood. Regardless of whether the tide in other places has ended, at least the tide in the northern suburbs has ended. Now It’s the best time to go to Boulder City! My partners and I studied the map carefully, and walked west along the North Fifth Ring Road, and then went south, and we can safely walk to Boulder City.”

Sun Shiqi looked at him enviously and said.

... Is it convenient to ask what kind of business you plan to do?

Most of the transactions that everyone can come into contact with are similar, Zhou Nan didn't deliberately hide it, and said happily.

Salt and sulfur, these are the two things that sell best there, especially during the tide! Oh yes, there are also gas masks and devil's cloth from the trading post.

Speaking of this, Zhou Nan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

There are so many good things here, and they are of good quality and cheap! Do you know how much the nutrition cream here is? The wholesale price of a ton is only 299 silver coins!

299 silver coins...

Equivalent to 1.5 assault rifles?

The currencies in the wasteland are all kinds of strange things, even if the same currency has different values ​​in different regions, Sun Shiqi subconsciously made a conversion in his head.

And when he realized what the price meant, he was shocked.

Are you sure?! You can exchange a ton of nutrient cream for the price of two assault rifles?!

In Jushicheng, the retail price of nutrition cream is 1-2 chips per kilogram, and the wholesale price is 300-400 chips per ton.

Replaced with drone assault rifles, at least two!

And this is based on the fact that the latter is also not cheap.

Noticing the astonishment on Sun Shiqi's face, Zhou Nan gave him a strange look, as if surprised that there are still people who don't know about it.

However, Zhou Nan felt relieved when he thought that this man had only been here for two days, and continued with a smile.

Isn't it amazing? I was taken aback when I first found out! I suspect that the nutritional paste produced by Didiwei Food Processing Factory costs less than 200 silver coins per ton! If it wasn't for the lack of money, I would have thought The factory is set up!

The bank of Changjiu Farm can provide loans, but not everyone can.

unless two conditions are met.

Either have technology.

Either have equipment.

Or, sufficiently contribute to the local economy.

And as a merchant from the south, it happened that he didn't have any of these three things.

However, this does not prevent him from transporting the nutrient cream to the south to exchange for grain or livestock, and then transporting the livestock back to exchange for silver coins.

Zhou Nan studied for a whole day yesterday and found that the demand for livestock here is quite strong. Selling a two-headed cow to Changjiu Farm can fetch three or four thousand silver coins at least!

Take two or three tons of nutrient paste to the south, and with the local currency exchanged, you can easily buy one or two two-headed cows from the farmers and ranchers there.

Seeing this friend's eyes full of excitement, Zhou Nan asked with a smile.

Brother, do you want a partnership? We can raise some money to set up a factory. I have studied it. As long as we buy some second-hand equipment from Boulder City, we can start this factory with 200,000 chips.

Sun Shiqi admitted that he was indeed moved.

But after hesitating for a long time, he finally shook his head.

...I admit that this proposal is very tempting, but it is too far to go to Jinchuan Province, and it may take half a month to go back and forth.

The northern suburbs have the weapons and food that Honghe Town lacks the most, while the latter has the mines and people that the former needs.

Slaves and mines were transported from Red River Town to be sold here, exchanged for rifles and food, and then returned back, making a lot of money.

There are many ways to get rich, and he can't eat them all by himself. The way to manage this trade route well is king!

Sun Shiqi had already thought about it.

He planned to save some money to buy some trucks, build a fleet, and sell the copper mine business from here to Honghe Town.

The demand for copper mines here is the strongest, and it is used for laying wires and making bullets, and the price is always so stable, and the cost performance of transportation is much higher than that of steel.

After earning hundreds of thousands of silver coins, he plans to buy a piece of land on North Street, build a warehouse first, and then build a mill.

If you are lucky enough to catch the autumn harvest, you can grind the harvested corn and wheat into flour, whether you sell it to Honghe Town, Boulder City or Garbage City, you can make a fortune.

The unit price of food is not high, but the gross profit has never been low. Not everyone wears shoes, but everyone has to eat.

Last year was a cold winter.

This year should be a fat year, and food prices must be very cheap.

Sun Shiqi thought about the future in his mind. Zhou Nan, who was sitting next to him, felt a little regretful, but raised his glass without saying anything.

It's such a pity. If we join forces, we will definitely have the hope of becoming the largest grain merchant in Qingquan City.

No regrets, there are many opportunities to make a fortune, Sun Shiqi clinked glasses with him, and said with a smile, I wish Boss Zhou a bigger business!

Haha, let me borrow a good word from my brother! I offer you a toast!

I respect you!

The two of them were blushing from drinking, one glass after another, talking happily.

Old Hook, who was sitting behind the bar, listened to the two bragging, with a smile on his wrinkled face, and a few words of praise from time to time.

No matter how they get rich, the money for drinking is indispensable to themselves.

Of course he was glad they had more to drink.

In the end, Zhou Nan went out with the help of the wall, while Sun Shiqi himself lay on the bar counter for half the night, and was carried back to the room by the hotel waiter in the middle of the night.

When he woke up early the next morning and saw the bill on the bedside table, Sun Shiqi's groggy head suddenly woke up, and his face turned green.

220 silver coins?!

What the hell did he drink last night? !

...

Official website forum.

Usually, this point should be the peak time for players to go online, and there are no people on the official website, but today this point is very lively.

Quitting Smoking: I Can't Get Online!

I am the darkest: Me too! It's strange.

Similar posts popped up one after another, and many LV9 players were pleasantly surprised to find that they had broken through the bottleneck as soon as they put on their helmets!

In particular, the most surprising one is undoubtedly Junk Jun.

He has been stuck on the hurdle of LV9 for almost a month!

Finally broke through this time!

Picking up garbage level 99: Hahahaha, awakened! I finally awakened!

Looking at the reminder in the upper right corner of the official website, Garbage Jun burst into tears with excitement.

How long has it been since the account was built?

As the first batch of Europeans who entered the game, and it was an account exclusive to the European Emperor, it should have been an exciting event, but it just happened to catch up with the cold winter that happens once in N years.

Coupled with the debuff of Experience is more difficult to obtain, the A-round test was almost over before he successfully rose to LV10.

Seeing the juniors successfully awaken one by one, I am afraid that only he himself knows the sadness.

It's really not easy!

Ye Shi: Damn it, Lord Garbage has awakened?!

Canyon Mole on the Run: Shock! Will it become Deathclaw?!

Picking up trash level 99: It's possible, but the strength is really nothing to say, I feel like I can fight with the death claw at the west gate! (Show teeth)

Fang Chang: Brother, let's show the attribute panel!

Tail: Hurry up! Let me be healthy! (｀ω)

Under the instigation of everyone, Garbage Jun finally couldn't restrain the urge to pretend, and posted his attribute panel in the post.

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ID: Pick up trash level 99

Gene Sequence: Alien Lizardman

Level: LV.9→LV.10

——Basic attributes——

Strength: 17 → 27 (+10)

Dexterity: 9 → 14 (+5)

Constitution: 9→14 (+5)

Perception: 9 → 11 (+2)

Intelligence: 2→3

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talent:

Cold-blooded (stronger concealment, slow action in low temperature environment)

Parallel feet (greater stamina, difficult to operate complex machinery)

Physical regeneration (stronger resilience, difficult to improve gene sequence level)

Boiling Blood (Remove the debuff brought by the cold blood talent for a certain period of time, and gain 10%~20% strength and constitution attribute bonus.)

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The moment the attribute panel was posted, the comment area below the post instantly boiled!

Tail:?

Quit smoking: ???

Ye Shi: Damn it?!

Spring Water Commander: Are you f*cking up?!

Paddle on the edge: Oh my god... this attribute is too outrageous!

Lao Bai: Are you serious about the power attribute?!

Construction site boy and Brick: I beg the planner to cut it quickly!

In just a few minutes, the balance has collapsed and the combat power has collapsed all popped up.

These people have used all means to achieve their goals, as if the test service would not be able to operate the next day without a hack.

Of course, some people were joking.

It's just that this joke is not very funny for level 99 of picking up trash.

Seeing that everyone started Aite's plan one after another, Garbage Jun suddenly panicked, and hurriedly picked out the words.

Hey! I'm a bit bigger than you guys anyway. Is the attribute too high?

Don't talk about it: It's too much! It doesn't matter if the attribute is high, but why do you have to post it to pretend to be aggressive! (Crazy)

Makabazi: That's right! Is this what people do! (Crazy)

Picking up trash level 99: ??? Didn't you ask me to post it?!

This is too doggy!

Just when the rubbish king was fighting the Confucians, an announcement suddenly popped up on the official website, which can be regarded as a relief for him.

Because of this sudden update announcement, both players and cloud players were attracted to it.

[Wasteland OL closed beta service will start the B-round test in 6 days, when the new version will meet with friends, so stay tuned! 】